Older Folks and Vaping Front Porch - Part Four
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Maybe mean the CLOCC?
Kanger CLOCC coil
but never used them so haven't looked into it. How's yer googlefu? Maybe something like rebuild kanger clocc or ??
Kanger CLOCC coil
but never used them so haven't looked into it. How's yer googlefu? Maybe something like rebuild kanger clocc or ??
Cinnamon is a big no for me. I can taste the least amount in a juice. One example is th Butter Cream flavoring. I think it's by Capella. Was really looking forward to yjat one because of all the raves. Had a recipe I just knew was going to be scrumpcious. Newp! Cinnamon bleech! It just overwhelms all the other stuff & all I can taste is cinnamon. And it takes a long time to go away.
Oh! 3mg likes teas! And either @choochoogranny, or @Mommabird....maybe both? I bet they can help with your Earl Grey unicorn.
I hear you on all the other stuff. I had to unfollow a couple of threads & cut way back on checking on some others. I OD on following too much & have to let them go. But The Porches? Nevah!
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That's what I was talking about. I have no idea how to set one up or operate it. I thought someone here would know.
Thanks for the welcome 
Right now during my shopping spree I am using a T18, really like it but stocking up on regulated and mech replaceable batt mods, several Provari's, a Reo, several Nemesis and a couple of Pico's. Plus a bunch of rebuilable tanks & atty's good supply of DIY for juice too plus Nic.
Right now during my shopping spree I am using a T18, really like it but stocking up on regulated and mech replaceable batt mods, several Provari's, a Reo, several Nemesis and a couple of Pico's. Plus a bunch of rebuilable tanks & atty's good supply of DIY for juice too plus Nic.
In this case, they put it in their own bottles with their own label on it. As opposed to cattle rustling.. they don't try to pretend that they are the origin of the product
@Diver9543 – Some pages back you mentioned a problem with beard/drip tip. On another thread I saw this solution for an entirely different problem. Try wrapping some dental floss in the groove between the mod and drip tip to fill the gap. Don’t know if it will work but it’s worth a shot. My glasses sometimes snag a single hair from my bangs and it hurts. Ten yanked out at a time, no problem. One, hurts like hell. Probably the same with a beard. Hope it works for you, let us know how it goes.
@2legsshrt
As far as I know, from reading the FT thread, only one shipper requires a sig on delivery. I’m sorry I can’t remember which. You could ask on the FT thread.
If you order anything with a battery, it only ships by one carrier and makes a pit stop in northern Europe somewhere. I have one coming that route but my tracking number keeps coming up as invalid. That’s a carrier problem, not FT’s.
I’ve order from them a bunch of times (20+) with absolutely no problem except forgetting what I ordered by the time the package came. (Remember the old sea turtle jokes?) Lately they’ve been getting here in 10-14 days, even with stuff shipping in 5-7 days.
The shipping label will say it comes from a Mr. Li (label is blurred and I tossed all the others, but it is an individual’s name), not Fasttech. Customs form label lists it as “Electronic Gadget.” The order was coils and drip tips. Only recall one person saying their’s was labeled ecig. Something with a battery in it?
You should be absolutely fine and FT has an excellent reputation with damaged or otherwise errant shipments. I know you worked it out with the PO but just adding some info.
Have a most excellent trip and bask in the fact that you’ll have vape mail when you get home.
As far as I know, from reading the FT thread, only one shipper requires a sig on delivery. I’m sorry I can’t remember which. You could ask on the FT thread.
If you order anything with a battery, it only ships by one carrier and makes a pit stop in northern Europe somewhere. I have one coming that route but my tracking number keeps coming up as invalid. That’s a carrier problem, not FT’s.
I’ve order from them a bunch of times (20+) with absolutely no problem except forgetting what I ordered by the time the package came. (Remember the old sea turtle jokes?) Lately they’ve been getting here in 10-14 days, even with stuff shipping in 5-7 days.
The shipping label will say it comes from a Mr. Li (label is blurred and I tossed all the others, but it is an individual’s name), not Fasttech. Customs form label lists it as “Electronic Gadget.” The order was coils and drip tips. Only recall one person saying their’s was labeled ecig. Something with a battery in it?
You should be absolutely fine and FT has an excellent reputation with damaged or otherwise errant shipments. I know you worked it out with the PO but just adding some info.
Have a most excellent trip and bask in the fact that you’ll have vape mail when you get home.
Long-winded, humble apologies.
Story for Kenna (and the rest of you) but bringing the new folks up to speed first.
The first time I flew with my vape gear—egos, then Spinners—the screener at the small regional airport said, “OH MY GOD…! [Pregnant pause, and minor heart attack on my part, then] …oh,” and passed the bag on through.
That was over three years ago and TSA didn’t pay any mind to vape gear after that. That got monotonous after a while so tried to pack the gear a little more conspicuously. Used to pull it out as “electronics,” but they never checked it. Made the trip so often, it’s up to visit my parents, that I got on the TSA preapproved list and didn’t have to pull anything out. Kept packing more aggressively. Zero, zip, nadda, nothing, depressingly ignored.
This was the final trip before the deeming come to be so went whole hog. Don’t really think the rules will change but who knows what “they” have up their sleeve, besides, I live in California.
I use a lightweight day pack for a purse. Packed five mods, four charger cables for various devices, liquids (including three unicorn bottles) and prescription meds in the main front pouch. Pills were in little daily use baggies, prepackaged, if you please. Smuggler’s dream, right?
Suitcase had clothes, a couple of public transportation pamphlets, three safety pins, two plastic rain covers, minor misc. crap and a hairbrush. Husband and I both packed our stuff into it and it was still only half full.
Load my stuff onto the x-ray conveyer belt and breeze through the metal detector. Turn and see my suitcase come to a screeching halt in the x-ray machine. Walk around the barrier and see some big, burly TSA agent hoist it into the air and loudly demand whose bag it is. I confess as I watch my pack trundle through the machine without ever slowing down.
TSA guy marches off with my suitcase and loudly tells me to join him at an examination table. Okey dokey.
Suitcase is on a stainless steel table with the offending x-ray image of it displayed on a large monitor above it for all to see. He gives a very stern warning that I’m not to touch the bag “under any circumstances” during the search, blah, blah, blah.
He starts digging into it, through my underwear and socks, when I notice the head of an upside-down corgi floating by the monitor.
TSA guy pulls out two boxes. That did crack me up. I can’t make a decent fake “bomb” but powdered raspberry pudding, my father’s favorite childhood desert, is nearly a federal offense? Turns out some powders show up as liquids in the machine. Learn something new every day.
By then I’d moved away from TSA Guy to see the corgi. A woman was holding the dog, as one would a baby, and staggering back and forth through a metal detector. Dog looked like it was thoroughly enjoying watching the airport go by upside down. Then I hear her say, “Explosives test!”
TSA Dude informs me he has to do an explosives test on my pudding. Tell him to have at it. I passed the explosives tests as did the corgi. (All pets are tested for explosives going through screening as far as I know, seen it many times.)
Saw the woman and corgi going through the airport after screening. Dog was thoroughly enjoying the experience. Turned out the woman had a broken ankle, hence the staggering through the metal detector, just couldn't see her legs from where I was detained. Wish I’d been on her flight; dog had to have had its own seat because there was no way it was going to fit under one.
No vapers in Sacramento or Portland going up. We catch a tram into town and then transfer to a bus up to my parents’ place. At the bus stop, downtown, a guy walks by and blows a cloud. A lot of people there and the cloud drifts down and engulfs them. One older woman reacted like it was a toxic cloud, the other cringed. I don’t blame them. Usually when you get hit by a cloud like that there it’s diesel fumes.
On the way home, there were 7+ vapers at the airport including a TSA agents and a LEO using a cigalike. There were a lot of smokers, most of us couldn’t handle it and moved away from the smoking area. No one, including the police, said a word.
In Sacramento I saw my first ever vaper there. A loud middle-aged guy with one of the most foul mouths I’ve ever heard. That’s saying something considering some of the male dominated jobs I’ve had.
He left his fancy phone on the bench when their ride got there. We didn’t notice, had turned our backs to him and his friend, but a kid (18-20) did and nearly ran inside with his cig to turn it in. I thanked the kid for noticing and turning it in. He seemed very pleased by that and I got to leave the airport also feeling pleased.
The mental/physical decline of folks my parents' age (mid-90s) is astounding. It's the short term memory and physical decline that gets them. The benefit in my father's short term memory decline is that if I answer a question "wrong," I can change it five minutes later when he asks again.
I mentioned something about ecigs to him and he asked me, completely appalled, "You don't have one of those things do you?!" He used to get it after I explained it to him. Not worth going through again at this point and upsetting him. It's weird, he sitting on 5 ProVari 2.5's and a number of tanks for me though fire season and doesn't even know it. I told him they were mementos after realizing his memory was gone.
On a brighter note, I got a new ProVari for $10 yesterday because my ProVape points had matured.
ETA, note to self, left off on page 669. You've a long way to go, Baby.
Story for Kenna (and the rest of you) but bringing the new folks up to speed first.
The first time I flew with my vape gear—egos, then Spinners—the screener at the small regional airport said, “OH MY GOD…! [Pregnant pause, and minor heart attack on my part, then] …oh,” and passed the bag on through.
That was over three years ago and TSA didn’t pay any mind to vape gear after that. That got monotonous after a while so tried to pack the gear a little more conspicuously. Used to pull it out as “electronics,” but they never checked it. Made the trip so often, it’s up to visit my parents, that I got on the TSA preapproved list and didn’t have to pull anything out. Kept packing more aggressively. Zero, zip, nadda, nothing, depressingly ignored.
This was the final trip before the deeming come to be so went whole hog. Don’t really think the rules will change but who knows what “they” have up their sleeve, besides, I live in California.
I use a lightweight day pack for a purse. Packed five mods, four charger cables for various devices, liquids (including three unicorn bottles) and prescription meds in the main front pouch. Pills were in little daily use baggies, prepackaged, if you please. Smuggler’s dream, right?
Suitcase had clothes, a couple of public transportation pamphlets, three safety pins, two plastic rain covers, minor misc. crap and a hairbrush. Husband and I both packed our stuff into it and it was still only half full.
Load my stuff onto the x-ray conveyer belt and breeze through the metal detector. Turn and see my suitcase come to a screeching halt in the x-ray machine. Walk around the barrier and see some big, burly TSA agent hoist it into the air and loudly demand whose bag it is. I confess as I watch my pack trundle through the machine without ever slowing down.
TSA guy marches off with my suitcase and loudly tells me to join him at an examination table. Okey dokey.
Suitcase is on a stainless steel table with the offending x-ray image of it displayed on a large monitor above it for all to see. He gives a very stern warning that I’m not to touch the bag “under any circumstances” during the search, blah, blah, blah.
He starts digging into it, through my underwear and socks, when I notice the head of an upside-down corgi floating by the monitor.
TSA guy pulls out two boxes. That did crack me up. I can’t make a decent fake “bomb” but powdered raspberry pudding, my father’s favorite childhood desert, is nearly a federal offense? Turns out some powders show up as liquids in the machine. Learn something new every day.
By then I’d moved away from TSA Guy to see the corgi. A woman was holding the dog, as one would a baby, and staggering back and forth through a metal detector. Dog looked like it was thoroughly enjoying watching the airport go by upside down. Then I hear her say, “Explosives test!”
TSA Dude informs me he has to do an explosives test on my pudding. Tell him to have at it. I passed the explosives tests as did the corgi. (All pets are tested for explosives going through screening as far as I know, seen it many times.)
Saw the woman and corgi going through the airport after screening. Dog was thoroughly enjoying the experience. Turned out the woman had a broken ankle, hence the staggering through the metal detector, just couldn't see her legs from where I was detained. Wish I’d been on her flight; dog had to have had its own seat because there was no way it was going to fit under one.
No vapers in Sacramento or Portland going up. We catch a tram into town and then transfer to a bus up to my parents’ place. At the bus stop, downtown, a guy walks by and blows a cloud. A lot of people there and the cloud drifts down and engulfs them. One older woman reacted like it was a toxic cloud, the other cringed. I don’t blame them. Usually when you get hit by a cloud like that there it’s diesel fumes.
On the way home, there were 7+ vapers at the airport including a TSA agents and a LEO using a cigalike. There were a lot of smokers, most of us couldn’t handle it and moved away from the smoking area. No one, including the police, said a word.
In Sacramento I saw my first ever vaper there. A loud middle-aged guy with one of the most foul mouths I’ve ever heard. That’s saying something considering some of the male dominated jobs I’ve had.
He left his fancy phone on the bench when their ride got there. We didn’t notice, had turned our backs to him and his friend, but a kid (18-20) did and nearly ran inside with his cig to turn it in. I thanked the kid for noticing and turning it in. He seemed very pleased by that and I got to leave the airport also feeling pleased.
The mental/physical decline of folks my parents' age (mid-90s) is astounding. It's the short term memory and physical decline that gets them. The benefit in my father's short term memory decline is that if I answer a question "wrong," I can change it five minutes later when he asks again.
I mentioned something about ecigs to him and he asked me, completely appalled, "You don't have one of those things do you?!" He used to get it after I explained it to him. Not worth going through again at this point and upsetting him. It's weird, he sitting on 5 ProVari 2.5's and a number of tanks for me though fire season and doesn't even know it. I told him they were mementos after realizing his memory was gone.
On a brighter note, I got a new ProVari for $10 yesterday because my ProVape points had matured.
ETA, note to self, left off on page 669. You've a long way to go, Baby.
Welcome to the porch! I've gotten a huge kick out of your posts on the stocking threads.Thanks for the welcome
Keep up the good work. You made me spend spend some money. 
Raspberry pudding, hum? How was it?Long-winded, humble apologies.
Story for Kenna (and the rest of you) but bringing the new folks up to speed first.
The first time I flew with my vape gear—egos, then Spinners—the screener at the small regional airport said, “OH MY GOD…! [Pregnant pause, and minor heart attack on my part, then] …oh,” and passed the bag on through.
That was over three years ago and TSA didn’t pay any mind to vape gear after that. That got monotonous after a while so tried to pack the gear a little more conspicuously. Used to pull it out as “electronics,” but they never checked it. Made the trip so often, it’s up to visit my parents, that I got on the TSA preapproved list and didn’t have to pull anything out. Kept packing more aggressively. Zero, zip, nadda, nothing, depressingly ignored.
This was the final trip before the deeming come to be so went whole hog. Don’t really think the rules will change but who knows what “they” have up their sleeve, besides, I live in California.
I use a lightweight day pack for a purse. Packed five mods, four charger cables for various devices, liquids (including three unicorn bottles) and prescription meds in the main front pouch. Pills were in little daily use baggies, prepackaged, if you please. Smuggler’s dream, right?
Suitcase had clothes, a couple of public transportation pamphlets, three safety pins, two plastic rain covers, minor misc. crap and a hairbrush. Husband and I both packed our stuff into it and it was still only half full.
Load my stuff onto the x-ray conveyer belt and breeze through the metal detector. Turn and see my suitcase come to a screeching halt in the x-ray machine. Walk around the barrier and see some big, burly TSA agent hoist it into the air and loudly demand whose bag it is. I confess as I watch my pack trundle through the machine without ever slowing down.
TSA guy marches off with my suitcase and loudly tells me to join him at an examination table. Okey dokey.
Suitcase is on a stainless steel table with the offending x-ray image of it displayed on a large monitor above it for all to see. He gives a very stern warning that I’m not to touch the bag “under any circumstances” during the search, blah, blah, blah.
He starts digging into it, through my underwear and socks, when I notice the head of an upside-down corgi floating by the monitor.
TSA guy pulls out two boxes. That did crack me up. I can’t make a decent fake “bomb” but powdered raspberry pudding, my father’s favorite childhood desert, is nearly a federal offense? Turns out some powders show up as liquids in the machine. Learn something new every day.
By then I’d moved away from TSA Guy to see the corgi. A woman was holding the dog, as one would a baby, and staggering back and forth through a metal detector. Dog looked like it was thoroughly enjoying watching the airport go by upside down. Then I hear her say, “Explosives test!”
TSA Dude informs me he has to do an explosives test on my pudding. Tell him to have at it. I passed the explosives tests as did the corgi. (All pets are tested for explosives going through screening as far as I know, seen it many times.)
Saw the woman and corgi going through the airport after screening. Dog was thoroughly enjoying the experience. Turned out the woman had a broken ankle, hence the staggering through the metal detector, just couldn't see her legs from where I was detained. Wish I’d been on her flight; dog had to have had its own seat because there was no way it was going to fit under one.
No vapers in Sacramento or Portland going up. We catch a tram into town and then transfer to a bus up to my parents’ place. At the bus stop, downtown, a guy walks by and blows a cloud. A lot of people there and the cloud drifts down and engulfs them. One older woman reacted like it was a toxic cloud, the other cringed. I don’t blame them. Usually when you get hit by a cloud like that there it’s diesel fumes.
On the way home, there were 7+ vapers at the airport including a TSA agents and a LEO using a cigalike. There were a lot of smokers, most of us couldn’t handle it and moved away from the smoking area. No one, including the police, said a word.
In Sacramento I saw my first ever vaper there. A loud middle-aged guy with one of the most foul mouths I’ve ever heard. That’s saying something considering some of the male dominated jobs I’ve had.
He left his fancy phone on the bench when their ride got there. We didn’t notice, had turned our backs to him and his friend, but a kid (18-20) did and nearly ran inside with his cig to turn it in. I thanked the kid for noticing and turning it in. He seemed very pleased by that and I got to leave the airport also feeling pleased.
The mental/physical decline of folks my parents' age (mid-90s) is astounding. It's the short term memory and physical decline that gets them. The benefit in my father's short term memory decline is that if I answer a question "wrong," I can change it five minutes later when he asks again.
I mentioned something about ecigs to him and he asked me, completely appalled, "You don't have one of those things do you?!" He used to get it after I explained it to him. Not worth going through again at this point and upsetting him. It's weird, he sitting on 5 ProVari 2.5's and a number of tanks for me though fire season and doesn't even know it. I told him they were mementos after realizing his memory was gone.
On a brighter note, I got a new ProVari for $10 yesterday because my ProVape points had matured.
ETA, note to self, left off on page 669. You've a long way to go, Baby.
cuz ya need some milk innit!!
too funny! But........can't ya put yur ECF aspirations aside for the time being and just become president by next Jan.....and stop all this deeming nonsense!!
Did the buttercream flavoring have cinnamon in it, or something else in the recipe??
ya need more of these!!
hehehe this cracked me up. Well a lot of the story did, but especially this! Sorry your folks are getting so bad off. It's so wonderful that they're living such long lives, but that's a horrible aspect of it.
and welcome home!!
Thank you so much for compiling all of Mike's posts like that!!!
Hmmmm... so good concept; terrible implementation. I know that she's working with a Nauty, not a Kabuki, but it still sounds like it may be more of a PITA than she's wanting to deal with. I'll forward along the post that Dancing put together and see what she wants to do. I recommended just using an RDA for those tank-cracker juices, but she's more of a MTL vaper and doesn't like the airflow in most drippers. I've suggested trying a Nipple style RDA, but we'll just have to wait and see what direction she wants to go with it all.
That upside down corgi is something they would totally enjoy! I'm finding yhat they are very happy, curious, entertaining dogs. They are happy just trotting along on a leash, ears up, looking at everything.Long-winded, humble apologies.
Story for Kenna (and the rest of you) but bringing the new folks up to speed first.
The first time I flew with my vape gear—egos, then Spinners—the screener at the small regional airport said, “OH MY GOD…! [Pregnant pause, and minor heart attack on my part, then] …oh,” and passed the bag on through.
That was over three years ago and TSA didn’t pay any mind to vape gear after that. That got monotonous after a while so tried to pack the gear a little more conspicuously. Used to pull it out as “electronics,” but they never checked it. Made the trip so often, it’s up to visit my parents, that I got on the TSA preapproved list and didn’t have to pull anything out. Kept packing more aggressively. Zero, zip, nadda, nothing, depressingly ignored.
This was the final trip before the deeming come to be so went whole hog. Don’t really think the rules will change but who knows what “they” have up their sleeve, besides, I live in California.
I use a lightweight day pack for a purse. Packed five mods, four charger cables for various devices, liquids (including three unicorn bottles) and prescription meds in the main front pouch. Pills were in little daily use baggies, prepackaged, if you please. Smuggler’s dream, right?
Suitcase had clothes, a couple of public transportation pamphlets, three safety pins, two plastic rain covers, minor misc. crap and a hairbrush. Husband and I both packed our stuff into it and it was still only half full.
Load my stuff onto the x-ray conveyer belt and breeze through the metal detector. Turn and see my suitcase come to a screeching halt in the x-ray machine. Walk around the barrier and see some big, burly TSA agent hoist it into the air and loudly demand whose bag it is. I confess as I watch my pack trundle through the machine without ever slowing down.
TSA guy marches off with my suitcase and loudly tells me to join him at an examination table. Okey dokey.
Suitcase is on a stainless steel table with the offending x-ray image of it displayed on a large monitor above it for all to see. He gives a very stern warning that I’m not to touch the bag “under any circumstances” during the search, blah, blah, blah.
He starts digging into it, through my underwear and socks, when I notice the head of an upside-down corgi floating by the monitor.
TSA guy pulls out two boxes. That did crack me up. I can’t make a decent fake “bomb” but powdered raspberry pudding, my father’s favorite childhood desert, is nearly a federal offense? Turns out some powders show up as liquids in the machine. Learn something new every day.
By then I’d moved away from TSA Guy to see the corgi. A woman was holding the dog, as one would a baby, and staggering back and forth through a metal detector. Dog looked like it was thoroughly enjoying watching the airport go by upside down. Then I hear her say, “Explosives test!”
TSA Dude informs me he has to do an explosives test on my pudding. Tell him to have at it. I passed the explosives tests as did the corgi. (All pets are tested for explosives going through screening as far as I know, seen it many times.)
Saw the woman and corgi going through the airport after screening. Dog was thoroughly enjoying the experience. Turned out the woman had a broken ankle, hence the staggering through the metal detector, just couldn't see her legs from where I was detained. Wish I’d been on her flight; dog had to have had its own seat because there was no way it was going to fit under one.
No vapers in Sacramento or Portland going up. We catch a tram into town and then transfer to a bus up to my parents’ place. At the bus stop, downtown, a guy walks by and blows a cloud. A lot of people there and the cloud drifts down and engulfs them. One older woman reacted like it was a toxic cloud, the other cringed. I don’t blame them. Usually when you get hit by a cloud like that there it’s diesel fumes.
On the way home, there were 7+ vapers at the airport including a TSA agents and a LEO using a cigalike. There were a lot of smokers, most of us couldn’t handle it and moved away from the smoking area. No one, including the police, said a word.
In Sacramento I saw my first ever vaper there. A loud middle-aged guy with one of the most foul mouths I’ve ever heard. That’s saying something considering some of the male dominated jobs I’ve had.
He left his fancy phone on the bench when their ride got there. We didn’t notice, had turned our backs to him and his friend, but a kid (18-20) did and nearly ran inside with his cig to turn it in. I thanked the kid for noticing and turning it in. He seemed very pleased by that and I got to leave the airport also feeling pleased.
The mental/physical decline of folks my parents' age (mid-90s) is astounding. It's the short term memory and physical decline that gets them. The benefit in my father's short term memory decline is that if I answer a question "wrong," I can change it five minutes later when he asks again.
I mentioned something about ecigs to him and he asked me, completely appalled, "You don't have one of those things do you?!" He used to get it after I explained it to him. Not worth going through again at this point and upsetting him. It's weird, he sitting on 5 ProVari 2.5's and a number of tanks for me though fire season and doesn't even know it. I told him they were mementos after realizing his memory was gone.
On a brighter note, I got a new ProVari for $10 yesterday because my ProVape points had matured.
ETA, note to self, left off on page 669. You've a long way to go, Baby.
Nope, it was the buttercream. I don't know if it was actually part of what goes into making buttercream, but that is what came across to me. Like frosting with a light dusting of cinnamon. It would be great in a danish recipe. Or a carrot cake. Many uses & a great flavoring, but not for me because of that bit of cinnamon.
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